Katniss's P.O.V
The days fly by, before I know it, it's late September. Finnick and Annie have become best friends. Nothing could tear apart their freindship. Annie hasn't had an attack since the night before school started. From time to time she'll cover her hands over her ears, and start whispering. Almost all of us can calm her down now, but Finnick and Foxface are the best at doing it. We still don't know much about her past, just that her mom and dad both died. Thresh only got a Saturday detetion for forcing a kiss twice on Clove. Cato thinks he should be locked up in jail for life... but that's just the protective side of him talking. None of us have even made eye contact with Thresh since the first day. Marvel is growing stranger and stranger by the day. His personality is chaning along with his fashion sense. We all think nothing of it though, and just brush it aside. Peeta Gale and I have become best friends. They are both just like my brothers, and I know that I'm just like a sister to them. I worry about Peeta a lot. He's always wearing long sleeves or a jacket, and jeans. Everybody else notices is but just brushes it off. I find myself struggling to brush it off though. I can't help but worry about him. I do what I always do though, I swallow my worries and hide them behind the mask I put on my face.
Next Day... (That was just letting you know what happened over the month)
Johanna's P.O.V
"There! That's thin enough." Foxface says.
Today was Friday and we were in science class. We're doing a bunch of quick expirments right now. They've been kind of fun. Eariler we made chicken sounds with a cup. Right now we're bending water. I take the comb and comb it through my hair ten times. I then put the comb near the water, being careful that it doesn't actually touch the water. The water starts to move torwards the comb.
"YES! We did it!" Foxface cheers. I roll my eyes. It's not that hard to do it.
"Very good girls, on to the next." Beete says handing us our supplies for the next expirment.
I look at the sheet. The expirment is called "The Exploding Lunch Bag"
"YES!" I scream whislt fist pounding the air. We grab our stuff and head out the back door in the classroom. A few other groups are out here doing the expirment. I see Gale and give him a smile. Foxface smirks at me as I quickly find a spot for us.
"Ok step one, put 1/4 cup of warm water in the bag." Foxface quickly does that.
"Step two, put 1/2 cup of vinegar in the bag." I pour in the vinegar.
"Step three, put 3 teaspoons of baking soda into the middle of a tissue." Foxface measures it out and I hold the tissues for her as she pours it in.
"Step four, wrap the the baking soda up in the tissue by folding the tissue around it." I tightly wrap it around.
"Ok, we'll have to work fast now - partially zip the bag closed but leave enough space to add the baking soda packet. Put the tissue with the baking soda into the bag and quickly zip the bag completely closed."
She opens the bag just enough to fit it in. I throw it in and she quickly closes it. We don't have to read the next step to know what to do. We set down the bag and start to back up. The bag starts to get bigger and bigger. While we're backing up I drop my phone.
"Son of bitch I mutter." I and lean over to pick it up.
"NO JO! NO-" Foxface yells, but it's too late, because the lunch bag explodes all over me.
I stand there shocked. I look at everybody. They're trying their hardest to hide back their laughter.
"Just get it over with." I mumble.
Right as I say it everybody laughs. I huff and make my way for the bathroom, Foxface following close behind me.
Cato's P.O.V
"Very good class, now let's get talking about this years production." Cinna says. Ugh, I hate school plays!
"First of all, Cato, this isn't a school play." Cinna says. Clove and Annie giggle.
"I understand you're all freshmen so let me explain. Each year for the past six years we do a little production. It's a fundraiser. They always hit very touching topics. Last year it was about childhood cancer. We raised over a thousand dollars for that. We have the students vote on what they want the topic to be. Which we will be doing here in a minute. After we have a topic, we have kids sign up to play at the production. You can sing by yourself, in duets, or even in a band. The only rule to preforming is that the song has to have something to do with this years topic. Any questions?" he asks. Nobody raises their hands.
Cinna then hands out papers. I look at the options for this years topic.
Suicidal Prevention, Child Abuse, and The Homeless Shelter.
Annie's P.O.V
I don't even have to think twice. I instantly put a check next to Child Abuse.
I go up and turn in my little slip of paper. I then go back to my seat, where Finnick decides to strike up a conversation.
"What did you vote for?" he whispers.
"It's a secret." I whisper back. He gives me one of his famous smirks.
Gale's P.O.V
I walk into Spanish.
"Hey Gale." Cato smiles. I give him a smile and take the seat next to him.
"What are you doing?" I ask when I see Cato on his phone.
"Searching for songs." he states.
"Umm... care to explain why?" I ask. He looks up.
"It's something for music class." he shrugs.
I nod my head and pull out my phone. I go on Twitter and see that Thresh has posted a new tweet. I've been meaning to unfollow him but I keep forgetting. I quickly look at the tweet.
Nothing will stop me from getting what I want. I'll go to Hell and back if I have too. She will be mine.
I drop my phone on my desk. I quickly pick it up and act like nothing is wrong. No doubt Cato would kill Thresh if he saw something like this.
Clove's P.O.V
I walk into French class. Our teacher has a very strict rule about speaking english in the classroom. She said that if we want to speak to one another it has to be in French.
"Bonjour Johanna" I cheer.
"Bonjour Clove, comme ca va?" she responds.
"Ca va bien, avez-vous fait les devoirs?" I ask. It means 'Did you do the homework.'
"Non, j'etais trop occupe a trainer avec un idiot. J'espere que l'enseignant va juste oublier la totalite de la mission." she groans. I quickly translate what she said in my head. 'No, I was too busy hanging out with an idiot. I hope the teacher will just forget about the whole assignment.'
"J'en doute." is all I say. It means "I doubt it."
"Salut Clove! Salut Johanna!" Annie and Katniss say at the same time.
"Salut." Johanna and I both reply.
"Ou Finch?" Annie asks. She's asking where Finch is.
"Elle n'est pas encore la." I respond. Finch wasn't here yet. They both take a seat. I go onto my phone and look at instagram. I like all of Cato's photos. He looks so adorable in them. I hear a jagged breath and look up. Annie had a far off look in her eyes. No one else seemed to notice so I walk over to her desk, and kneel in front of her. I don't care about speaking French right now, Annie needed me.
"Ann, you ok?" I whisper. I see a few tears dance down her face.
"Please work, please work, please work, please work." she keeps on whispering. I place my hands on both of her shoulders and look her dead in the eye.
"Annie please come back to us. I don't know where you are right now, but wherever you are is not a safe place for you. You need to come back to us. I want to hear your laugh and see your eyes light up whenever you smile. We're here for you Annie, all you have to do is fight the pain and come back to us." I state. I notice Finch come in she's staring at me. Katniss and Johanna are as well. Annie seems to come out of trance. She stares at me and wipes her tears away.
"Thank you." she whispers. With that she throws her arms around my neck and hugs me.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter. I was gonna write more, but then I had an idea. I want YOU to vote for what you think this years topic should be. Sooo VOTE IN THE COMMENTS! The winning topic will be up next chapter.
